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The whole reason for our recent trip to the northern panhandle was so I could look around Mobeetie, the town where my dad grew up. Of course all of you Mobeetie historians know that it’s actually two towns, Old Mobeetie and Mobeetie. And you also surely know that the town’s original name was Sweetwater, but when the town applied for a post office in 1879, the name “Sweetwater” was already in use. The town took the new name of “Mobeetie,” believed to be a Native American word for “Sweetwater.”
Old Mobeetie has a few old buildings intended to depict the Olden Days, a large picnic grounds, a stage, the old jail, and a lot of trees. This is one of the old buildings, which has been tricked out to look like a barber shop.
Old Mobeetie, Texas
photographed 12.27.2019
Circle, with square
And so the church exploration continues, this time looking at the light through some lovely geometric stained glass windows.
(Sorry for the brief posts the past few days. Turns out that getting a flu shot would have been a grand idea. If you get my drift. But I am – perhaps – on the mend and shortly will return to the usual long-winded posts. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.)
St. Paul Lutheran Church
Serbin, Texas
photographed 11.25.2019
Grandness
If you’ve heard of Shiner, Texas, you’ve probably heard of it because of beer*.
But there’s also quite a dramatic church. As I made my photos, I could hear murmured conversation from…somewhere. Maybe it was the priest and a parishioner or two. Or maybe it was the brother saints for whom the church is named. Or maybe the priest and the brother saints were discussing things that needed discussing. I’ll never know.
Sts. Cyril and Methodius Catholic Church
Shiner, Texas
photographed 11.24.2019
*In college, Shiner was the cheapest beer available. Since then, it’s reinvented itself, which is great, so now there are better reasons than “it’s really cheap” to purchase it. However, I am not sure I can get on board with their current offering of Shiner S’more Chocolate and Marshmallow Ale…
His window was always open
If I were the parish priest, I’d keep the window open, too, to get that nice mountain air inside the church. Also, how cool is it to have a stained glass window that opens?
Nambé, New Mexico
photographed 9.1.2019
City in the sky: Cloud Gate
My favorite time to photograph the famous Cloud Gate sculpture in Chicago is when the light and sky are just right and the edges of the sculpture blur into the sky. Like this.
Also: look! A person!
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 8.26.2019
